The deer is hidden in the deep clouds of the forest, and the whale is leaving the leaves and facing the abyss in the clear sky.
Thinking of the green phoenix without the phoenix and seeking the phoenix, how could the pipa string be broken?
The fireworks in the eyes are cold and silent, and the colored glass has dispersed the blood-butterfly edge.
The mortal world is as deep as the sea, and when I wake up from the dream, I will be distracted.
At the end of the song, everyone scattered and all the flowers fell, leaving only a solitary shadow that shone brightly.
If there is love in the sky, the sky will also grow old. This is the most vicissitudes of life in the road of love.
The paper is full of absurd tears and bitterness. Who can explain the frost and frost?
Intention: Learn to let go and live in the present